love on the brain

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Emily's POV

I applied lip gloss looking at myself in the mirror, as I was almost finished to go to work to cover Kimberly shift.

And when I mean cover Kimberly's shift I mean go see Alison.

After sleeping on it, I realized whatever that was happening to Talia and I relationship isn't my fault anymore.

I mean I tried but it isn't there. Am I wrong for trying something else well being in a relationship.

Yes. But do I feel guilty?
No. I mean Talia's barley around anymore. Anytime we actually talk, we argue.

Maybe drunk me was right, I want something different. Something like Alison.

I grabbed my purse, placing the strap on my shoulder, and my phone.

I walked out the room, making my way to the kitchen. I noticed Talia was watching television from the kitchen.

Once we saw me, she smiled, and turned down the television using the remote.

"Good Morning", the voice of Talia of said with a greeting smile on her face.

"Morning", I replied forcing a smile. I really wasn't in the mood to be so cheery with her.

Wait. Should she be at work right now?
"I thought you left already", I tell her walking into the kitchen to grabbed myself something to snack on, on the drive.

"I took today off because I knew you didn't work on Saturday's and I thought we could spend some time together", she said before sipping into her coffee.

"Awe, really? You should've have", I tell her faking as if I cared. The conversation alone was boring me.

"It's fine. I get it. You have to cover Kimberly's day. So I've decided to go out shopping later. Get some things for the apartment", she tells me.

"Oh okay", I responded.
She then slowly began to realize what I had one, Alison would've already recognized that when I stepped a foot out of the room.

"Do you always dress up for work?", she asked arching her eyebrow.

"Occasionally", I respond grabbing my red coat from the coat rack.

"Hey.. be careful out on the roads today.. there's apparently a blizzard storm coming", she tells me.

"I will", I assure her.
Can I leave now?

"Okay. I love you", she says whilst I go to unlock the door.

"Love you too", I respond quickly, trying to leave. Now.

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The drive here was very long, the address I was given was at least 2 hours away from the actual city.

I approached a gate, I rolled down my window to see a guard sitting there.

I swallowed hard.

"Name?", he asked.
"Emily. Emily Fields", I tell him.

There were a lot of things I didn't understand. What did Alison do for a living? Why does everyone treat her like she's some topnotch around her.

I mean when she tells someone to do something, they do it almost immediately.
Like she had some type of power.

The gate slowly opened, and I drove into the once gate area, turning left to notice this large house.

When I say large, I mean large. This shit was massive. At the same time it was a modern home mixed with a hint on traditional.